According to the calculations from the Celestial Secret Compass, a great disaster is imminent for him, so Fang Zheng's tone was naturally not polite.
The sudden voice also caused the old and the young to turn pale, their bodies stiff and trembling as they turned around.
Master!
How could there be a Master hiding here?
"Senior."
The old man showed a bitter expression and spoke with difficulty:
"Spare us..."
"What method?" Fang Zheng spoke again, showing impatience:
"To obtain the Town Mansion Spirit?"
"Senior." The old man swallowed his saliva, thoughts racing in his mind, hesitated for a moment before speaking slowly:
"This method of us requires a special Secret Technique to perform. We, as master and disciple, are willing to help the senior capture the Town Mansion Spirit, only asking the senior to spare us afterward."
"Otherwise!"
He gritted his teeth, and his heart sank, saying:
"The senior can forget about getting the Town Mansion Spirit!"
